Shadows In Durango

Chapter 72

*****Sofia's POV*****

Glancing around at the small private jet, I was stunned to realise in that moment just how much money Vincent and has family must actually have...

The plush leather white seats complimented by the navy blue accents spoke of a life of luxury themselves, accompanied by the stocked up snack and drink bar. "You good?" He asks, seated opposite me as I nod and glance out of the window as the pilot begins to steer the plane around the track in preparation for take off. When we had left Vincent's place, Daryl's car was gone - I'm assuming maybe that he went to school - which helped to make our exit a little less stressful.

Showering wasn't great this morning either, as I gently washed my hair to avoid hurting my head any further, and after letting it air dry, I was thankful it had fell straight on its own as usual.

"I'm good." I smile, reaching down to ensure that my belt was tight enough as the anxiety of flying crept up on me - hearing the engines roar to life.

"It's a couple of hours, there's a bed in the back if you want a nap once we are in the air." Vincent offers, as I push a strand of hair behind my ear and nod slowly.

Hearing my phone vibrate, I pick it up to find Emma's name flashing up on the screen.

Crap! We are just about to take off, I'll have to call her back when we land!

Typing out a text message quickly, I send:

'About to fly, I'll call you in a couple of hours when we land!x'

To which it appears as 'read' the second it goes through which suggests that Emma was already on our text chat after I had hung up.

"Everything ok?" Vincent asks, his brows furrowed with worry as I nod and smile up at him before my eyes dart back down to find her response come through.

'Daryl said that Vincent kneed you in the stomach last night, what the hell happened????!!!! ARE YOU SURE YOU ARE GOOD? Please do call me ASAP - I love you!x'

makes my heart sink in

left out the major parts of the story, why would he admit to punching me on the back of the

down the runway, as I lock my phone and

Vincent soothes my racing heart, as I nod stiffly and keep my eyes squeezed

felt the wheels disconnect from the ground below, as we began to tilt upwards into

I lean towards the

flying to be relaxing, it gets you away from everyone for a while." Vincent smiles,

harm me from way

"Who's an idiot then?" Vincent stands, reaching his hand out to me which I reluctantly take, allowing for him to

us for the complete experience all for free. The next

opens a

who knew this was what flying private felt

just strip down fully." Vincent

yet! Don't get too excited!" I mumble, causing for him to laugh as

a cuddle then." He shrugs, as my cheeks heat and I nod to agree

actually

the fluffy sheet, the bed helping me to forget that

you call an idiot and why?" Vincent asks again, his strong arms wrapping around me gently, avoiding my bruised area as best he

I deadpan, thinking back to the text Emma had left me

still couldn't believe the audacity of

Vincent scoffs out in a dry laugh as I can't help but feel comfortable wrapped up in his arms as we chatted. "Emma tried to call me and I sent her a text to say we were just about to fly and that I would call her back, and she texts

for

pull together as I peer up at

false story on what happened - especially since he caused the